Dec 31, 2015 | comfort, discipleship, images of God, mystery, prayer
Would that I could escape this second, stretch out from the bubble that is this hour, and touch the hem of your robe there where you wade on the horizon, there where you watch the world go by out-of-sequence, there where you midwife death into birth and mourning into...
Dec 21, 2015 | Advent, nature, psalm
The sun rises as the day’s ostinato. The juncos interject their staccato. The clouds soar in descant, whistling from the west. The fox barks out a tempo, the squirrel chatters out of time. Melting snow pings out its melody along the roof and down the rainspout....
Dec 5, 2015 | Advent, poem
Starting tomorrow, Continuing today, Finishing yesterday. Birthing later, Dying now, Renewing before. With judgment in the by and by, Surrender while the sun still shines, Plowshares once upon a time. Delight when the mountains are made low, Peace when the waters...
Aug 14, 2015 | communion, psalm
This breath. This conversation. This rushed to-do list. These seconds dashing, dragging. This long waiting season. This focus. This distraction. That one too. This exhaustion. This very word. And this — you. This fleeting night with its fitful rest. This hour....
Jul 8, 2015 | mental health, poem
I am thirsty, overdue to drink in the illusion of time that tastes deceptively like joy in a clear tall glass ice cold, not meant to last in life’s heat but surprisingly, mercilessly able to linger enough to multiply thirst to increase longing and I would drink...
